Novel & Cerita Pearl X Greg Rebecca Sugar

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.

“Is that what you did…in the um-mortal world?” Pearl nodded. “I was a dancer in a ballet company. I am, I should say. I am a dancer in a ballet company. I haven’t been away from my life for long, but it seems like an eternity.” “In a bad way?” Pearl dipped her head and smiled. “No, not in a bad way.” She paused, then asked, “So, how does it feel to be back with your people?”

Sugar snapped her fingers at a maid, who appeared with a dress so glittery it looked like it had eaten half a chandelier. I swore under my breath. Minutes later, Marigold was stomping down the grand staircase in that ridiculous dress, muttering curses with every step. “I feel like a disco ball. A walking disco ball, Sugar. My wolf wants to murder you.” “Own it, darling!” Sugar hollered from below, bouncing on her toes. “Chin high! More sass! Pretend Gregor just bought you a Hermes bag in the wrong color!” Marigold flipped her hair dramatically, then snarled, “This isn’t pink quartz, Alpha Gregor. This is blush beige! How dare you insult me?”

"Let me guess... It must be Mr. Alexander again? Am I right?" Ivory turned to her with a quiet laugh, already knowing she wouldn’t hear the end of it. Pearl didn’t wait for confirmation. She leaned over the workbench, sneakily glancing at the phone still in Ivory’s hand. "Aww... he is such a sweet husband, where can I find one of these limited-edition emotionally available quadrillionaire, huh?” Ivory rolled her eyes. "When will you stop spouting nonsense?" Pearl giggled and opened the pastry box. "This might be nonsense to you, but I'm not wrong."

Upon hearing that, Greg instantly turned on the charm, pulling out all the stops to please, and quickly had everyone in good spirits. Rebecca, staring at the two departing figures as they left their table, clicked her tongue before saying, "They truly make quite a pair. Isn't that right, Xavier?" Xavier's face was devoid of expression. Rebecca then turned to Tiana and said, "You see, Xavier's got such a petty nature—he can't stand other people's happiness. You should put more effort into getting what you want instead of being jealous of others, Xavier! I mean, what's the point of gawking enviously at what others have?"

Pearl wore a tight, seductive red dress that revealed her shoulders and the length of the skirt was very short, just bending down a little would reveal the small pants inside, emphasizing her slender and fair legs. "Max, are you still working?" Pearl stood in front of Max, but he was too focused on the computer screen to notice her. He absentmindedly replied, "I've finished my work. Just checking feedback for the new product released a few days ago. You should be happy, no one noticed the packaging issue." "I know. Thanks to you for helping me clean up. Max, dear..." Pearl used a seductive tone, successfully grabbing Max's attention. As he looked up, her voluptuous and well-rounded breasts m

Thank God, Pearl is on a month-long honeymoon! But, will I ever be able to escape? ###

“How dare you speak to her like that?” Purple’s vision blurred, her lips turning blue as she fought for breath. Just when she thought she’d black out, he let go—shoving her hard enough that her head cracked against the marble wall. Blood trickled down her temple as she crumpled to the floor, her ears ringing with the sound of their laughter. “Pathetic,” Amber scoffed, holding up her hand to show off a gaudy ring. “See this? It’s from Hearts of Jewels—my mother gave it to me. Proof of who I am.”

Her slender features were set in a determined expression, her eyes sparkling with a hint of curiosity. "Good afternoon, Mr. Daniel," Pearl greeted, her voice clear and melodious. Mr. Daniel looked up, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled halfheartedly. "Good afternoon, Miss Silver, how are you feeling today?" he replied, his tone distracted as he continued to pack away his files.

Indri cursed, barely avoiding spraying juice out of her nose due to Chelsea's outburst. Chelsea's eyes rolled lazily. "You're the one who's damn, you started it. You just casually suggest that I become a sugar baby." She sighed in frustration. Indri, who had come up with the crazy idea, looked at her friend. It was impossible for Chelsea to become a sugar baby for her mother's lover. Where would she even put her face? If anyone found out that she was involved with a man nearly the same age as her father, she would surely become the subject of ridicule.